Posted 30 December 2014 - 04:00 PM
December 29th, 3049
Behind the Lines
Civilians, Traders, Nobles and more evacuate besieged worlds
Dropships have been filled to bursting and JumpShip crews have been worked to the breaking point as hundreds of thousands of civilians attempt to evacuate worlds under threat from the Clans. What started as an intermittent trend has exploded into full-scale chaos as DropPorts are sometimes overwhelmed by people from all walks of life attempt to board for safer worlds before finding themselves, once again, under rule from a foreign power. On the most threatened worlds, full-scale riots have broken out on the occasion, resulting in destruction of property, arson, arrests and death. In most cases local police were forced to ask for militia support, which has responded sluggishly to the unexpected challenge; having many of their own called up to the front hasn't helped their efforts.
For those caught up in the riots, the consequences can be a lot worse than not getting a ride offworld. In the worst circumstances, those arrested have been executed via firing squad for varying degrees of charges, including inciting terror, destruction of government property, assaulting police and militia, and more. The unexpectedly harsh repercussions has cemented the violent mindset in many communities, but in others the response has been more...melancholy.
"Everyone is afraid, we don't know what to do, where to go, who to turn to." Said one man, who refused to be identified after his son-in-law was arrested with a group of arsonists. He claims his son is innocent, but the charges are still pending. "Fear leads people to become desperate, and when they get desperate they get stupid."
That desperation has only been exasperated by the Dropship captains themselves. While many goodnatured men have taken to pulling as many people as possible off threatened worlds, some of the more despicable have charged outrageous prices for their services, ensuring only the very rich or forlorn can hope to get offworld. While only rumored, various forms of slavery have been reported on these dropships, along with often **** and sexual assault.
With so little hope for some and none for far more, one can only imagine how hard it is for someone to submit themselves to such horrors, and all for the idea of "freedom".
Rasalhague Surrounded
The door to Rasalhague has closed almost completely, as the Capital World has been enveloped by the advancing Ghost Bears. While a small line of planets remain in FRR hands tieing Rasalhague to the rest of the FRR, it will not be long before those planets are captured as well, as the KungsArme has largely retreated lest be cut off from resupply.
Rasalhague is no stranger to war. It is by far the most heavily defended world in the FRR, and the best units of the KungsArme stand ready to defend her. Supplies have also flowed steadily into the planet to prepare it for defense, and with it the best hope the FRR has to stop the Clan advance.
The Elected Prince however has shown he is no fool though. Much of the FRR government in Rasalhague has been evacuated from the planet, to set up a provisional government seat on a core world of the FRR. The Prince has stayed behind to shore up morale and organize the defense. Likewise, he has also set up provisions in the event Rasalhague falls, as may very well be the case, with a Clan attack all but inevitable.
For now though, the few planets left connected to Rasalhague are being evacuated of their main military forces. Units are either moving to Rasalhague to aid in the defense, or coreward to form the secondary defensive line. Once that line closes, Rasalhague will be on her own.
God Speed, Rasalhague.
Trondheim Live Prepared to Leave Homeworld
With the Clan border so close, the TL,DR has been forced to pack up our main studio. We have said before that our eyes and ears are everywhere, and that we would never retreat - but simply put, the Voice of the Republic cannot be heard if it is corrupted or cut off from her people. Rather than be forced to comply with Ghost Bear media, or killed or removed from the air outright, our producers have decided to pack up and leave Trondheim for safer shores to continue broadcasting.
Some of our journalists and several crews have elected to remain behind and continue reporting from behind the lines. We've convinced many that they're too valuable to lose, but some have insisted they remain behind, to be the voice for those who will soon have none. We will miss them greatly.
As we board our Dropship, we take one last look at our planet. Against the black and gray skies, filled with noxious smoke from the nearby erupting volcanoes, we are graced with the view of the Trondheim sun peaking through the ash, bathing us in a stunning array of reds, oranges and yellows that reflect off the windows of the capital's skyscrapers and turn downtown into a brilliant disco of rainbow colors.
We hope to return one day, and see this image again.
For now, we ride with our generous escorts - the merc unit Skjaldborg - as they too abandon their base of operations to set up residence on worlds captured from the Commonwealth. They leave behind a sister unit, the 1st Rasalhague Dragonregimentë, who elected to stay behind rather than evacuate. May their banner continue to fly over Trondheim.
Merc Unit Ramps up Mead Production
While many behind the lines have been living in ever increasing fear, one group is using their resources in a very...unusual way.
The Skjaldborg, one of the most dedicated mercenary units alive in the Rasalhague today, has been ramping up mead production on their planet of Rastaban. Production in the past two weeks has increased nearly 80% as new meaderies are being constructed at an alarming rate. Distillery and brewery production is also up.
When questioned about the shocking increase, Overste Howe responded simply, "People are stressed. Our soldiers our stressed. You can't fight a war stressed out. Mead takes care of the stress."
While drunken soldiers may not be the smartest thing to have on the frontlines - luckily, all shipments are kept away from the frontline units and are reserved for units in relief - the profits don't lie. Even with increased production, demand has skyrocketed past the Skjaldborg's supply, and prices have only increased from there. While the Skjaldborg has managed to keep the price in the affordable range, anger at the increasing prices from the so-called "loyal" mercs has sparked on various worlds. Howe responded, "We can only keep the prices so low. We're diverting a lot of resources to keep the farms and brews up to maximum production; we've even had to pull dropships from frontline duty to transport due to demand. With so much of our unit running beer calls, its a wonder sometimes that we can even run a war.
It doesn't help that the Skjaldborg is also in the process of evacuating yours truly and investing in several "worst-case-scenario's, which Howe refused to even acknowledge.
Despite the trouble, one KungsArme officer did have one thing to say to us.
"Than-ka frea-kaing gerd fer 'da 'Berg!"
Than-ka frea-kaing gerd, indeed.
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